In what can only be called a skankfest, Diaz, Applegate, and the affectless Selma Blair team up to out-grody the Farrellys with equal-opportunity toilet humor that belies their pretty mugs. Despite its too-too crudeness (a song and dance about the male member?) and teeny bikini of a plot (the gals stalk a guy who might be ''the one''), Thing squeaks by as a guilty pleasure. But it's the notion that Diaz and Co.'s butt-shaking girly fun is in any way ''empowering'' that is truly laughable.


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